Hope for Baby Bennett: Fly High Sweet Wyatt

Monday, January 24, 2011

Fly High Sweet Wyatt

Wyatt Greeno
July 13, 2010 - January 24, 2011
Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome

You fought so hard sweet boy; rest in peace tonight and dance among the angels tomorrow. We will all miss you so much.

Please pray for his parents Jillian and Lucas as they process this tremendous loss. Thank you so much for your continued prayers for the Greeno family.

7 comments:

UnknownJanuary 24, 2011 at 10:45 PM
Oh Amy this is so heartbreaking to hear..

Prayers....
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AnonymousJanuary 24, 2011 at 11:07 PM
Sweet Little Boy. You are with God and in more pain. May your parents find comfort in knowing that they will be reunited with you one day... ETERNALLY! We will pray for your mommy and daddy... Much Love: Nairi and Michael
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StefenieJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:46 AM
Very sad to hear!
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Jill January 25, 2011 at 4:47 AM
My heart is broken....
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Debbie CatesJanuary 25, 2011 at 9:48 AM
This is too sad. My thoughts and prayers are with baby Wyatt's family. Praise God that Wyatt is now safe and at peace in His arms.
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TaraJanuary 25, 2011 at 6:40 PM
Prayers for their family...so sad.
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AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 2:50 PM
Our prayers are with Jillian and Lucas. May Jesus rock Wyatt in his arms and hold his family close. -Bonnie
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The Chosen Mothers by Erma Bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with life threatening illnesses are chosen?

Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger. "Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint Matthew. Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint Cecilia. Rutledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint Gerard."

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and says, "Give her a child with cancer." The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy." "Exactly" smiles God, "Could I give a child with cancer a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."

"But, does she have patience?" asks the angel. "I don't want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she will handle it." "I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has it's own world. She has to make it live in her world and that's not going to be easy."

"But, Lord, I don't think she believes in you." No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness." The angel gasps -"Selfishness? is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take anything her child does for granted. She will never consider a single step ordinary. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see...ignorance, cruelty, prejudice...and allow her to rise above them." She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as if she is here by My side." "And what about her patron Saint?" asks the angel. His pen poised in mid-air. God smiles, "A mirror will suffice."